A Folk Art School House

The Kid was watching one of those PBS kid shows when she decided she wanted to build a bird house like the characters on her show. So The Husband built a bird house out of scrap wood, The Kid painted part of it, and I finished it.

And now we have a little folk art school house.

I'm pretty tickled by how it turned out. In a way, it is sort of like a metaphor of our family. Daddy builds the foundation, the kids color and bloom, and I come along behind everybody to tie up loose ends, put the finishing touches on and make sure everybody has what they need.

It'll be a pretty neat piece to pass down when I die.

If the kids don't take it to Salvation Army, that is.

Although, that would be pretty fitting.